Tear-stained cheeks glisten with apprehension and I look away in fear of feeling all I have ridden from my own consciousness, that I have left in the darkness and no longer given nourishment, instead choosing to give breath to my wings and soar across the world without a burden on my back-- in selfishness, in greed? No--in nurturance of my own well-being. The darkness will always be there, but there my mind will not hover and my heart will finally recover from its time spent without light, for now I have taken flight.